Week 15: My Dreams

I used to have this reoccurring dream that I was falling. I would fall, fall, fall... then wake up startled, my heart beating out of my chest. I always seemed to have the dream when I was afraid of something new. I was feeling scared, uncertain, and out of control. At some point, I stopped having that dream. Maybe I just got used to the uncertainty of life? I tend to be a dreamer, a "jumper", and leap into the unknown quite often. Quite often I fail. Maybe I just got used to falling? But like the quote says, "Don't let the fear of falling keep you from flying". Sooner or later, I'm going to take flight.

I tend to be a dreamer, and jump quite often into the unknown. Maybe I just got used to falling?